The Way She Imagined It

The way she first imagined it, they’d be in Paris – the
freaking city of love, no less – and she’d be in the most gorgeous dress she’d
ever laid eyes on. He’d be in a classic
suit, crisp, clean and suave, and he’d get down on one knee and bring out the
most brilliant diamond engagement ring that sparkled under the glimmer of the
moonlight.

But life took it upon itself to screw her over and instead
of Paris, she got Vegas, with the little white chapel and an Elvis Presley impersonator
of a minister in tow.